i realise i haven't changed my template in a bit..
since the Virgin Suicides, i've also read Helen Cross' My Summer of Love. i like... (:
okay, The Virgin Suicides is a little dark, but not quite as dark as My Summer of Love. the former is tragic and written lyrically, the latter is sinister but helen cross played it down with wit.
okay, i generally don't like lyrical writing. i didn't really like the style arthur golden applied in memoirs because he tries to do the japanese thing..flooooooooowing like a riiiiiiiiiiiver. nuh-uh, you cannot extrapolate the haiku and make it prose. the flow doesn't really flow. jeffrey eugenides, on the other hand, doesn't attempt anything flowery, but there's a natural transition in his work..it might be his word choice, but you're tempted to read on..and it is lyrical. it's light. it adds tragedy to the already tragic plot.
helen cross on the other hand, writes with a little satire, and a lot of wit. jack warned me it's promising in the beginning, then kinda falls in the end. till now, i can't quite tell you how it ended. i don't really know what happened to tamsin or mona. maybe i'm not reading it right! that's not saying i don't like it. i do like it, but i'm not sure why i like it. (haha!)
other news..davis is cold cold cold. a trip out this morning caused my ears, fingers and nose to go numb..i prob wouldn't have noticed if they had fallen off.
not so new news (does news always have to be new? i mean, it is NEWs), i miss jack. i miss jack beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeg time. think anyone would give her a 6mth mc for lovesickness so she can come?
